Just for fun, if you are reading this today and you like to play with words and yoga, try this exercise! Please post your poem in the comments section.

1. Take this quote:

My food is loaded with butter, and you know I wonder sometimes about the morality of my profession, as to whether or not what I’m doing is essentially wrong, not the service part, not the sentiment part, but that, that I’m an enabler, but the reason I justify it is that I ride a motorcycle which is equally stupid, that if you want to eat pancakes with sugared fruit on top, and you get a good deal of pleasure from doing that, you have a right to pursue that pleasure, just like the guy who sells me the motorcycle, it’s not really my place to judge these people, that’s what freedom is all about.
-Kenny Shopsin from I Like Killing Flies

2. Incorporate at least one phrase from the above quote, and write a short poem using the word ‘yoga.’

3. Repost the poem in the comments section.

Here’s a wonderful sample from one of my regular students Ruth Evans Lane:

Judging Warrior

I wonder if whether what I’m doing
is essentially wrong,
not the breathing part,
not the savasana part
but that,
that my thighs are never parallel to the ground
in Warrior I.

But the reason I justify it
is equally stupid,
that if I want to go to yoga,
if I get a good deal of pleasure from doing that,
then I should pursue that dubious pleasure
of alignment
.

I love this! Thanks Ruth.